It's back again! The wrath of Mary Sue parodies!!! I just love how Alison is so wonderful, don't you.
Disclaimer: This is a parody. I do not own DBZ, but I really hope Akira Toriyama leaves it to me in his will… yeah right!
Anyway, thanks to everyone who reviewed! Here's chapter two.
Dragonball Sue
Chapter Two: Baseball?
After changing, Alison, Erasa, and Videl walked outside to where the gym class was meeting that day and found the boys. Alison emerged onto the field in a stunning pair of shorts, which were her favorite color (blue… duh) and a simple, clean white T-shirt.
"Today, we will be playing the game of baseball," announced the gym coach to an unenthusiastic class.
"Ooh, Gohan, your favorite," nudged Videl remembering Gohan's first day of class. He sheepishly smiled back.
"So Alison, do people from Arusarrena play baseball?" asked Erasa picking up a bat.
Alison shook her head as her black curls bounced and reflected the morning sun. "No," she said. "I've never played, but I watched every single World Series game in my spaceship. It's a very interesting game."
"It's okay, Alison," said Erasa. "I'm sure you'll pick it up quickly."
"Alright, alright! Let's get started," shouted the coach. "A-team, you'll be in the field. B-team, you're up at bat. New Girl," he bellowed at Alison. "What's your name?"
Alison came to a military-like attention and responded, "Alisondra van Hanassan de Garsilona of the house of Arusarreanean Royalty, sir!"
"Ali- what?"
"You can just call me Alison if you prefer, sir."
"Fine, whatever," said the coach. "You can be on B-team. You know how to bat?"
Alison nodded, "Yes, sir. I've watched every single Wo-,"
"I don't care," moaned the coach. "Just go over to the dugout." Coach pointed to the wire construction where other members of B-team were already gathered. Shocked at the coach's insufferable rudeness, Alison turned on her heel and marched back to the dugout where Erasa was standing. By the time she got there, however, she was back to her chipper self, having forgotten the entire confrontation.
"The coach can be a little short-tempered sometimes," Erasa explained to her.
"What do you mean, short-tempered?" asked Alison. "I'm sure he's got a good heart."
"Yeah, a heart of ice."
Alison was about to ask Erasa what she meant when…
"Hey, New Girl!" barked the coach. "Grab a bat and get over here! You're up!"
With the all ease and fluidity of a pro, Alison picked up a baseball bat. She looked stunning standing there in her outfit, and the baseball bat completed her ensemble. Every eye on the field was focused on her in anticipation of what surely would be a glorious turn at bat. Alison shouldered her bat and began to walk toward home plate.
"Took you long enough," growled the coach when she arrived. "Let's see what the little princess can do."
Alison took the position she had seen the players do in the pro games and looked dead at the pitcher. I sure hope I do okay, she thought to herself. Despite how wonderful her outside appearance, Alison's self esteem was lacking, which was due to her past. It still haunted her nightmares. Having your entire planet taken over by a power-hungry tyrant and not being able to do anything to save your people really does a number on your self-confidence…Blah, Blah, Blah… Anyway, back to Alison's thoughts… That pitcher looks awful good. I bet he could strike out anybody… even me, she gulped.
Just as she was finishing her thoughts, the pitcher began his wind-up and threw a fastball right at Alison's strike zone. With a mighty effort, she swung as hard as she could…
"Strike one!" roared the coach. Alison's bat had missed the ball by a mile.
"Come on, New Girl," the coach snorted. "Surely you can do better than that."
"I can," retorted Alison. "And don't call me surely."
"Strike two!"
"Strike two?!" gasped Alison. She hadn't been paying attention, and the ball had gone right past her. Oh, no! I've only got one chance left! I'll give it everything I've got!
Alison took her batting stance one last time as the last ball was about to be thrown. The pitcher released a streaking blur of white towards where she was standing. Swinging the bat as hard as she could, Alison made one final effort to make contact. It was then that she heard the crack of wood against ball. She had hit it!!!
"Foul ball!" bellowed the coach. And what a foul ball it was. The sphere soared far past the right foul post all the way to the school building, more than two hundred yards away, to crash through a window.
"Oops…" gulped Alison turning a deep scarlet.
"You just took out a window!" gawked the catcher.
"Not only that," stammered another student. "Look at her bat!!!"
Alison turned to look down at her right hand where she gripped the bat's handle. Only, that was all she was gripping. The top half of the baseball bat had been completely torn off in the explosion that was her foul ball. It lay in splinters several yards away.
If it was even possible, Alison turned an even deeper red and squeaked, "Double oops."
With all the courage she possessed, Alison turned to face the coach. He just stared at her open-mouthed, but the catcher managed to stutter, "I- I guess you should go g- get another bat."
Alison nodded her agreement. In intense silence, she walked with her head down in embarrassment towards the dugout to get another bat. Gohan, who was next in line handed her his. "I'm so sorry about that poor window and that poor bat," she whimpered as the bat exchanged hands.
"It's alright, Alison," Erasa said comforting her. "Nobody likes that room's teacher anyway."
Alison forced a smile and walked back to home plate with her new baseball bat.
"Gohan, do you notice anything strange about that new girl?" whispered Videl as soon as Alison was out of earshot.
"Who, Alison?"
"Yes, Alison! No one can tear up a bat and manage to hit a second story window more than two hundred yards away! Well… maybe no one but you."
"Maybe she just got lucky… or… unlucky… or something."
"I don't know… There's just something about her I don't trust. She's just too… perfect."
"How is knocking out a window perfect, Videl?"
Videl thought for a moment before crossing her arms and retorting, "I don't know. It 's just weird!"
Back at the batter's box, Alison was preparing for the next pitch. I'm not even going to try to hit it this time, she thought nervously to herself.
"Strike three! You're OUT!" roared the coach as the final ball sailed past Alison.
Glad that her frightening turn at bat was over, Alison headed back to her team's dugout, happy to watch the other players play the game. Just as she was passing Gohan on his way to the plate, she heard him whisper to her, "Meet me at my locker after school."
"Huh-?" she turned, unsure of what he meant.
"I need to talk to you," he added seriously.
On his way to home plate, Gohan quickly regained his go-lucky grin and took his favorite reverse grip on the bat.
"You never learn, kid," sighed the coach as Gohan took up a batter's stance.
Alison flopped down upon the bench inside her team's dugout. What had Gohan meant, he needed to talk to her? Maybe he really liked the teacher of the room where she had knocked out the window, and he expected her to pay for it! As she sat, she contemplated all the possible scenarios that could play out after school and almost missed seeing Gohan's first swing at bat. After he had stepped up to the plate, every player on the field seemed to tense up.
"Why is everybody so nervous now that Gohan is batting?" Alison asked Erasa and Videl.
"Er…" Erasa began. "Gohan has a history of doing some pretty interesting things on the field."
"Like what?" Alison questioned.
"Like some of the stuff you seem to do." Suspicion emanated from each of Videl's words.
"I'm really sorry about the window!"
Just as Alison was finishing yet another apology about breaking the classroom window, the pitcher finished his windup and hurled a curveball in Gohan's direction. With a half smile, Gohan slowly moved the bat into a bunting position, but when the ball made contact, it was as if he had made a full swing. The sphere soared into left field to fall expertly between the left and center fielder. By the time the center retrieved it, Gohan had made it to first base.
"How did it go that far on a bunt?!" Alison asked amazed at what had just happened.
"I don't know," said Erasa shaking her head. "I guess that's just Gohan for you. You should have seen him the first time he played. He must have jumped at least thirty feet into the air to catch a fly ball! Then, he took one of Sharpner's fastballs to the head," she said pointing to her own skull. "It was, like, totally wicked, man."
Alison turned to look at where Gohan was standing. He seemed normal enough, standing on first base like any other high school student. But, there was something about him that she was just now noticing. Hadn't she seen him before somewhere? She couldn't place it, but Alison was certain that she had seen him before.
End of Chapter Two
Gasp! Where has Alison seen Gohan before? What does he need to talk to her about after school? Will Alison have to pay the school to fix the broken window? Find out in the next chapter of Dragonball Sue!
This chapter was so much fun to write, but it's taken me forever! I started writing it just a few days after I finished the first chapter, but I've just finished. I really enjoyed using references from the Gohan Goes to High School episode of DBZ. By far, that's my favorite one of the whole series!
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